Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

The woman laughed dryly, quickly opened the door, and said, "Since Mr. Kojiro wants to stay overnight, please come in!"

The attitudes before and after are different.

"Thank you!"

Han Feng raised his foot and passed the threshold, "My Japanese identity will bring a lot of inconvenience. If possible, please keep it secret for me. You can just treat me as a Manchurian."

The woman responded, re-inserted the door, and led Han Feng into the courtyard.

744 Ruisheng

The inside of the yard was even more empty than Han Feng had imagined. There were a few poplar trees scattered here and there. Because of the cold winter, the leaves had already fallen off, leaving only bare tree trunks. The snow in the yard was swept away. piled up on both sides.

In the middle of the courtyard stood two national flags, one was the Japanese flag with a red sun on a white ground, and the other was a red, blue, white, black, and yellow puppet Manchukuo flag.

The national flag of the Puppet Manchukuo was raised slightly lower than the Japanese flag by more than two feet, and there was a strong class status between the national flags, which made people laugh.

Further forward is a connected tile-roofed house. The house has nothing to do with luxury, but it also shelters from wind and rain.

Perhaps it was the sound of Han Feng talking to the woman that disturbed the room, and a half-grown boy pushed open the door and ran out. The little boy and the woman seemed to constitute the population of the entire small courtyard, and they were never seen again. other people.

"Ruisheng, didn't you tell you to study your homework in the room and go to bed later, why did you run out again?" the woman scolded.

The child blinked his big eyes, looked at Han Feng curiously, then quickly looked away, and said to the woman, "Mom, I've already reviewed my homework. I couldn't sleep, so I wanted to come out and have a look."

The woman, He Ping, smiled apologetically at Han Feng, and said, "This is my son, Li Ruisheng, who is 12 years old this year. His father works for the Japanese. It's just that he's busy today, so he doesn't have time to come back. There are only two of us, mother and son."

Han Feng nodded, and smiled at Li Ruisheng: "Hi, kid Ruisheng, my name is Feng Han, and I'm a guest who came to stay at your house. What grade are you in this year?"

"It's the third grade, and I'll graduate from elementary school in one year." Li Ruisheng said, Han Feng had heard about this, as the elementary school system in Manchukuo is only four years.

He Ping said: "Mr. Feng, it's getting late, and people don't come to our house very often. The sleeping room hasn't been cleaned up yet. Please wait a moment. I'll clean up the room and make it available for you."

Han Feng smiled and said, "Sister, don't bother. I'll just stay for two nights and leave. If it's convenient, I'll squeeze in with your Ruisheng. As it happens, I might be able to guide him in his homework."

"Ruisheng, what do you think about telling you? Uncle can not only help you with your homework, but also tell you many interesting stories."

After all, he was only a child, and Han Feng's few words aroused his interest. Li Ruisheng said happily, "Mom, then I will sleep in the same bed with uncle."

He Ping had no choice but to nod in agreement.

The sky was getting darker and the temperature dropped a lot. It was always cold outside the hospital. Han Feng and Ruisheng stayed in the room to warm up by the fire. The brazier was specially prepared by He Ping. Ruisheng said that his mother would not bear the charcoal when he wanted to warm up on weekdays. It was just looking at the uncle's face that the fire started.

There was a knock on the door suddenly, and a voice came in, "Ruisheng, are you asleep? Come out, mom needs you."

"Oh"

Li Ruisheng wrapped himself in a cotton coat, quickly opened the door and walked out, closing the door behind him.

Han Feng vaguely heard He Ping telling his son something.

Not long after, Ruisheng pushed open the door and came back.

The two continued to sit facing each other around the brazier, and the red light of the charcoal fire made their faces red in the somewhat dim room.

"Ruisheng, what did mother tell you?"

"I don't know, it means that I must not make uncle unhappy, but I don't think uncle is a child, how could he get angry casually?" Li Ruisheng scratched his head, showing confusion on his face.

Han Feng naturally knew the reason. It seemed that in the bottom of He Ping's heart, she knew that the Japanese should never be messed with.

He laughed and said, "Your mother was joking with you, of course uncle won't get angry so casually, come on, I promised to tell you some interesting stories, let's start with One Thousand and One Nights"

After the two stories were told, it was past nine o'clock in the evening.

The cold winter night always looks deep and dead. For the people of Manchuria who have no nightlife in this era, it is time to fall asleep at this point.

Originally, according to his usual habits, Li Ruisheng had already fallen asleep at this time. It was just a story like One Thousand and One Nights. It has been sought after by countless young readers for a long time.

Li Ruisheng was not only not sleepy, but became more and more excited. The two stories seemed to bring the relationship between him and Han Feng closer:

"Uncle Feng, tell me one more time, this story is really good to listen to."

Han Feng said, "I still want to hear it."

"Ah."

"Why don't we go to sleep, it's so late, I heard from your mother that you have to go to class tomorrow."

"It's okay, I can get up, it won't affect the class, Uncle Feng, just tell me one more time, I beg you."

"Well, just before telling the story, can you tell Uncle something about the elementary school you went to? Uncle is very interested in this aspect." Han Feng said.

Li Ruisheng nodded, but said in confusion: "Uncle Feng, what should I say?"

Han Feng smiled and said, "You can talk about whatever comes to mind, such as what you learned in your elementary school, the rules, and what courses you took, you can do whatever."

Li Ruisheng thought for a while, and said: "I was only able to go to school when I was nine years old. My father's Japanese friend helped me find the elementary school I am going to. At that time, when I went to class, the teacher there asked me, Have you ever learned Japanese? Can you read and write 51 letters by heart?

When I said I couldn’t, the teacher shook his head and said that I couldn’t be a transfer student. Later, my father’s Japanese friend, the Japanese uncle, taught me all 51 letters, and I was finally able to study in that elementary school.

The school teaches courses such as Mandarin, Japanese, arithmetic, art, and physical education. The Japanese teacher has always emphasized that speaking Japanese is the most important, and it sounds better than other languages. It has a long history. We must learn Japanese well, the Mandarin teacher There was no objection either. He was there at the time and nodded and said that Japanese is a must to learn.

By the way, Uncle Feng, there are two national flags erected outside our school

One is the national flag of Japan, and the other is the national flag of Manchuria. When we go to school and leave school, we have to salute to that flag. First, we salute the Japanese flag. The teacher said that it is our friend and relative country, and then Salute our national flag again.

There is also a Japanese shrine not far from the school gate, which enshrines a great god Amaterasu, and we have to salute to the great god when we go to and leave school.

Then fights are definitely not allowed in school, but it doesn’t matter if Japanese students hit us, we can’t fight back, if we fight back or injure them in turn, we will definitely be criticized by the head teacher or the principal, sometimes even Will slap us.

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745 Embarrassed

Most of the time, the happiness of the talker is indeed stronger than that of the listener.

Once Li Ruisheng's chatterbox started under Han Feng's inducement, he couldn't stop until he finished talking about his experience in elementary school from the perspective of a child, and it was almost eleven o'clock.

Exhaustion finally overcame excitement, Li Ruisheng yawned and went to bed, he still did not forget to say: "Uncle Feng, you promised, you will continue to tell me about One Thousand and One Nights tomorrow."

Han Feng smiled and said, "Of course, go to bed quickly."

The two of them lay together on the fairly spacious bed, and Li Ruisheng soon fell asleep. Lying on his back, Han Feng quietly looked at the tiles above his head. From Li Ruisheng's mouth, he learned a lot about It is about the affairs of the puppet Manchukuo.

This is also the reason why Han Feng insisted on sleeping with Li Ruisheng.

How the puppet Manchukuo authorities restrained and induced the people ideologically can be most clearly reflected from these children who are still in school.